The other day a humongous parcel was delivered to our house.
It said: Pet products. Handle with care.
I told Molly to come and look.
Pet products.........there just had to be loads of fun in this box.How many wubbas, tug ropes, stuffies, balls and treats could there be in a box this big?
I had a good sniff around the box.
Finally I managed to open it and peered inside full of anticipation.
Molly looked inside and groaned.
There were no treats or toys, it was a ...........
I can hardly bring myself to say the words........
It was a grooming table.
What a huge disappointment.
So I formed a plan of action.
SABOTAGE!!!!!I read the instructions to see if there were any crucial pieces that should they go missing........
Double checked the specifications. Yes, that bolt is definitely needed. The grooming table won't be going up while I have it.
Made a quick getaway before anybody noticed.Well I did hold out for quite a few hours before the bolt was found. Then the inevitable happened.
Up went the table.Guess who was scalped first???
Remember my post last week. Keep warm and wrap up well when you go outside to play and hunt???
Hmph! is all I can say now.
Poor Molly has her session this week.
Her golden locks will be stripped from her.It's cruelty I tell you.
Taffy (shivering and feeling very hard done by)
